Ashely Thompson on Julia Deakin
1 hour ago
you've ignited a fire
deep within my soul
that once was a blue ember
now burns gold
Tuesday 30th March 2021 3:10 am
The Thorn / Michael Kwack
It seemed a big bird had flown;
For, onto the desk of my own,
A feather was falling,
Through the air fluttering.
As if in a dream did I gaze:
A tiny bird it was!
I stretched an arm,
And the bird got on my palm.
The whole body, in bright gold,
Was the wing of this bird.
Should I hold it on my palm?
Let it go aflo...
Wednesday 17th March 2021 2:06 pm
Waking up newly in love
Is there a more lyrical thing?
Mind focused on the one
Destined to wear your ring
Dawns depend on your mood
Roseate when things go well
Blue if you're feeling anxious
Black if you're living a hell
Rising slowly in sickness
Racked by aches and pains
Life teeming with negatives
Griefs but no sign of gains
Dawns depend on your...
Monday 3rd August 2020 10:33 am
There once stood a chocolate tree, a bearer of desires.
Its leaves melted when it inhaled passion.
Its fruits of fire
Set ablaze lands, verdant and barren.
Its bark was festooned in ribbons
Of rich gold and smooth caramel.
Like Midas' touch, gluttony abundant,
The tree was nothing short of magical.
I basked in the shadow of the canopy
Atop the chocolate capped grass bl...
Tuesday 23rd June 2020 7:57 pm
The Midas Touch
I saved the life of Lady Luck
And as a thank you I was told
That all I touched metaphorically
Would surely turn to gold
This gift came with a caveat
That seemed to be quite fair
I mustn’t get too greedy
Or all would turn to despair
And from that day without a doubt
I’ve found this to be true
I’ve won small bets on horseracing
And a game...
Sunday 7th June 2020 1:27 pm
Wealth and extravagance
have an association with you,
Many a fool falls for your shine
and many have died for you, too
For children we only wish
them to be as good as you,
while some chase just money,
those diggers we eschew.
Monday 15th July 2019 7:26 am
The withy cross now gold!
An interlace of old,
That endless pleter braid
An ornate gem to show
That love will always grow
His token glows through time
An endless poignant chime.
Wednesday 12th December 2018 3:41 pm
The mental essentials
prescriptions to help us
Break the mold that is made for us ,
Dead or alive ,stories untold
Intrested in gold
The materialistic , the glamours are cold
With the evil besides us
and good surpressed in us
And fear of the unknown,
Potential untaped ,
Millions below us , the seven foot gap
Looks will be gone , but we are forever.
Embodied in pict...
Thursday 11th January 2018 6:37 am
Many years ago I was intrigued by the appearance on Perth roads of bumper stickers displaying the enigmatic statement that "The Goddess is Dancing". I had no idea what this advertising campaign was all about, so I put together my own preferred explanation.
The Goddess is Dancing
Far from the powdered sand-tracks
in dunes dry beyond ages,
past unwatered acacias
where the wh...
Wednesday 10th January 2018 2:19 am
Find the X on a map tattooed onto the skin of a dead man, it’s buried gold.
Do anything to get it, kill, burn, destroy to find your treasure. Watch out,
our pals will want it but I won’t let them, I can feel it in my bones.
It’s on the next island according to the map.
Now we arrive, it’s time to start digging.
Suddenly I’ve found it! Gold, rubies, e...
Tuesday 18th September 2012 6:08 pm